Chapter 111 Go to the Temple to Forge Magical Weapons

Chapter 111 Go to the Temple to Forge Magical Weapons

"Ugh, vomit, vomit—"

Eating is a wonderful thing, but since Lin Luo left the breastfeeding period, she has eaten very few normal meals.

Oh my God, who did I offend?

After cleaning up the "dirty stuff" in his mouth, Lin Luo looked up and was suddenly stunned.

Qian Renxue had a gloomy expression, and her fair face was covered with food residue, which was still falling from her face onto the table bit by bit.

Lin Luo's body stiffened, and he silently stretched out his little hand to pull out a handkerchief from Qian Renxue's chest, then handed it to her.

He knew the location of all the items on his mother's body.

The key is to endure!
As a mother, you have to be patient. It's not necessarily all the child's fault. Qian Renxue took a deep breath and wiped her face with a handkerchief.

She glanced at Lin Luo with an unhappy expression, then looked at the food, and asked in a bad tone: "What's wrong? What are you spraying?"

After saying that, she also picked up the chopsticks and took a bite with the idea of ​​verification.

"puff!"

Lin Luo was sprayed in the face.

After being humiliated twice by this "filthy food" both inside and outside, Lin Luo could not bear it any longer and burst into tears with a loud "wow".

Qian Renxue was so scared that she quickly apologized and helped him wipe his face: "I'm sorry, baby, mommy couldn't help it..."

Who the hell is this chef? The reincarnation of the Salt Prince!
Six days later.

The prince's palace.

Qian Renxue returned to the bedroom and didn't find Lin Luo, so she asked the thorny porcupine: "Where is the child?"

Porcupine: "Shelong took him to the temple."

After saying that, the thorny pig immediately said in a surprised and serious voice: "Young Master, I never thought that the young master is also proficient in the art of forging."

"what?"

Qian Renxue was a little confused after hearing this.

Doesn't she know whether Lin Luo knows the art of forging? The only time this kid has touched a hammer since he was born was on the day of his first birthday.

She thought for a moment and then said, "Leave the palace incognito and go to the temple."

"Yes."

The Spirit Temple of Tiandou City is located near the Tiandou Royal Academy, which is probably also a place for training spirit masters, so the distance between the two buildings is not far.

The facilities in the Spirit Temple are very complete and have everything Lin Luo needs, such as the forging site.

On the second underground floor, in a dimly lit area.

This space is extremely large, the air is filled with the smell of charcoal fire, and black metal and ancient-style forging tables can be seen everywhere.

Bibi Dong, Saras, and She Long stood far away, all looking towards the center of the venue.

There stood a half-human-sized child, dragging a giant hammer in his hand that was completely disproportionate to his height.

Sarath couldn't help but ask, "This little brother...can he swing the hammer? Should we call the best blacksmith in the temple to help him?"

He didn't know Lin Luo's identity yet, he only knew that Bibi Dong and She Long were extremely humble and kind to the little kid, so he naturally became much more respectful as well.

Bibi Dong shook her head. Although her face revealed doubt, she also spoke with trust: "Ling Yuan said that Luo'er's punch reached more than 3,000 kilograms in the entrance test of the academy."

She Long looked at Bibi Dong in shock and surprise.

What was shocking was the weight of Lin Luo's punch, and what was unexpected was that Ling Yuan was actually placed in the Royal Academy by Bibi Dong.

Saras laughed dryly and looked at Bibi Dong in surprise: "Your Holiness, if I am not mistaken, he is only at the age of awakening his martial spirit, right?"

Bibi Dong didn't respond immediately, as if she was considering it. After a while, she spoke: "Salas, you must be curious about why I suddenly took over the Tiandou Temple, right?"

Saras immediately bowed his head: "I dare not. Your Majesty has his reasons for what he did."

Bibi Dong smiled coldly: "I chose to tell you because you are the one I value most among the platinum bishops." Sara was flattered and knelt on one knee.

Bibi Dong: "He is the great-grandson of the great priest."

"what?!"

Sarath turned to look at Lin Luo in shock.

The four platinum bishops knew of Qian Renxue's existence, but had no idea where she was for many years. The sudden appearance of a great-grandson really shocked him.

Bibi Dong didn't explain any further. After knowing this, he naturally knew how Sarath would treat Lin Luo in the future.

After Lin Luo dragged the hammer to the side of the forging table, he used huge tongs to take out the red-hot metal from the forge.

In fact, the three onlookers didn't know what Lin Luo was going to do. Bibi Dong was even a little depressed. Her identity made it inconvenient for her to leave here, so she waited in the temple for many days before Lin Luo finally came.

As a result, the heartless grandson just greeted her and rushed into the forging floor.

Oh my goodness, it turns out that I'm not asking my grandma to stick it on...

Bibi Dong also wanted to see whether this little guy came here to hammer iron for fun or if he really had something important to do.

The moment Lin Luo grasped the hammer again, an orange wing suddenly grew out from behind him.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes were startled, she had seen these wings before, but releasing one alone... Was there any way a twelve-winged angel spirit could perform this function?
I don’t know if it was an illusion or something, but the orange halo of the wings flashed, and Lin Luo immediately swung the giant hammer in his hand.

"boom!"

The hammer struck the red-hot metal, sending sparks flying.

The entire second underground floor shook!
Watching Lin Luo's hammer landing effortlessly on the metal, Bibi Dong couldn't help but twitch her lips: "He chose the hammer in the first place, maybe he really likes it?"

Only She Long understood this joke.

As Lin Luo's hammer fell, the red-hot metal deformed in an instant. Lin Luo suddenly became like a concentrating forging maniac. After the big hammer was shaped, he immediately threw it away and replaced it with a small hammer.

Qian Renxue came slowly.

Upon seeing this strange blonde woman, Sarath immediately shouted, "Who are you?! This is the most important place in the temple..."

He swallowed the rest of his words back into his stomach because he saw the Thorny Porpoise Elder behind Qian Renxue.

Thinking of the identity of the six-year-old child and looking at the stunning face of the blonde woman, Sarath suddenly remembered something. He slapped his mouth in embarrassment, lowered his head, bowed, and silently stepped aside.

But the shock in my heart has not diminished at all.

How come so many unexpected big shots suddenly appeared?

Seeing Lin Luo in the process of forging, Qian Renxue shook her head slightly in shock: "What abilities has he awakened..."

"It depends on who his father is."

Bibi Dong's words came out suddenly, choking Qian Renxue so much that she closed her mouth in an instant.

That’s right, Bibi Dong attributed all of Lin Luo’s miraculous behaviors to her son-in-law who had never shown up.

Qian Renxue quickly changed the subject: "Does this orange wing represent forging ability or... strength?"

Hearing this, Bibi Dong looked at her in confusion: "What?"

Qian Renxue immediately explained Lin Luo's green wings to Bibi Dong.

After hearing this, Bibi Dong and the others blinked in surprise, while Sarath lowered his head in even greater shock.

Because he heard a remarkable message.

Twelve-winged angel...

Your Excellencies, is it really okay for you to discuss these things in front of a humble subordinate like me?
What if something happens to this young master one day? Wouldn't I be the first person he would suspect?

In fact, Salas had heard of the name "Lin Luo" a long time ago, the adopted son of the crown prince, the newly crowned prince, but he did not associate it with the child in front of him.

(End of this chapter)